I want to pursue the future that I can see from here
Though it's small and dirty, I won't have any other
Because when I've climbed the hill that stretches out in the distance
It will shine brighter than anything else, illuminating us

I'll draw a picture diary of the future I can see from here
Though it may be commonplace and warped, that's the proof
If we greet the morning sun with a look of nonchalance
We can be like the gentle breeze and keep walking this path